Gu cheng's poems

The metaphorical expression in the image world of Gu Cheng's poems is as suggestive as a symbol, which concretizes feelings or feelings through an indirect metaphor. The following is my collection of poems from Gu Cheng. Welcome to read!

"Don't" in spring,

You flick your handkerchief,

Is to let me leave,

Or return immediately?

No, it's nothing,

Nothing, because,

Like a fallen flower in the water,

Like dew on a flower ...

Only the shadow knows,

Only wind energy can understand,

Only the sighing butterfly starts up,

Still flying in my heart ...

"Far and near" you,

Look back at me,

Watch the clouds later.

I think,

When you look at me from a distance,

You observe the clouds up close.

The night gave me black eyes.

I use it to find the light.

Alley alley

It's curved and long.

There is no door

There are no windows.

I took an old key.

Knocking on the thick wall

Mountain shadow in mountain shadow

Show ancient soldiers

Lead a good horse

The road disappeared around.

He became a relief.

Into a different story.

Like a demon today.

Tomorrow is an angel again.

"faint hope" me and countless

Non-hatching pebble

Yiqilei

Blue rivers and streams are crawling.

Swallow everyone

Then spit it out quietly.

Nothing else

I just hope the grass can be extended.

Its shadow

"Rain goes" cloud, gray.

I can't wash it clean anymore.

Everyone opens their umbrellas.

Simply blacken the sky

In the slowly drifting night

There are two pairs of binary stars.

There seems to be no orbital determination.

It's just when it's far away and near ...

Bubbles: two free bubbles

Rise from the depths of the ocean of dreams ...

Hazy silver fog

Gone With The Wind

I am like a child.

Catch you and get blurred.

Blowing bubbles in vain.

Back to the land of reality

The sky is gray.

The road is gray.

This building is gray.

The rain is gray.

In the ashes

Walk past two children

brilliant/bright red

aqua

"Arc" Birds in the High Wind

(of a road) curve sharply

Teenagers go to pick it up

A penny

Vines born of fantasy

And an extended contact line.

The waves flinched.

And humpback

Dodge through the standing rocks.

I

Towards the coast

"You say.

I know all the languages in the world. "

The sea smiled.

tell me

A bird that can swim

flying fish

Singing on the beach

Questioning the eternity

not say/utter a word